In History class I looked over at Regina in front of me. There was no denying she was absolutely gorgeous. From her blonde hair, to the way her hips swayed as she walked, to her beautiful laugh, her grin that could light up anyone's day, to her blue eyes you could get lost in... "Clover? Clover? What's the answer?" Asked the teacher. "Huh? What? Oh Umm... Yes I agree." I said. "Really? You agree we should have school uniforms?" She asked surprised. "Err... Yes?" I half asked half said.

During break Regina was over with Katie our basketball captain to ask about something. "Hello? Clover? Are you even listening?" Asked Janis p*ssed off. "What? Oh sorry. I was thinking about... Science." I mumbled. She just sighed. "Janis was saying how we should have a sleepover at your place." Cady said. "NO!" I yelled. Everyone looked over at me. "Ahem I mean to say I don't think that would be a very good idea... I'm very... Busy... Ish." I said.

When I got home I put on my red headphones and yet again my mind wandered to Regina. How damn hot she was. There was a never-ending list on how perfect she was. Then there was me. A complete and utter wreck. From my parents, my hate for hugging, my fear of cars, my facade of everything being fine and so much more.

Do I have a crush? Oh no... I can't have a crush on my best friend. Everyone knows they're totally off limits. But Regina's so gorgeous, funny... No bad Clover. I can't be thinking about my best friend like this. But it's Regina George. How can I not? Because... I just can't. I hate internal struggles.

Me and Regina would never work because she's perfect but I'm just a pretender. Pretending to be fine. Pretending I'm carefree. Pretending I'm normal. My life is just one big "Let's Pretend..." Game. You know the one I mean. The one that you play when your little.